"When a starfish is broken, he will search for his way back home no matter what and heal himself there."
Alex, I know it sounds gay that I am trying to compare you with a starfish but it is true. You are going home and for the second time I will have to let you go. How many times must I let go of a dead man, huh? :(
In so many ways you were broken. In different turns you stood back up. But this last journey you are about to take would completely break me but it would complete your family. A family that has came to love me like I was a part of their own too.
June 15, 2010. You were taken from me that day. June 15,2013. Another day that I felt you were taken again. The pain kept making its presence felt all over again. Every time I find myself thinking of that one unfaithful day, I draw strength from the memory of your hand giving me a pat on the back.
In so many ways you were broken. In different turns you stood back up. But this last journey you are about to take would completely break me but it would complete your family. A family that has came to love me like I was a part of their own too.
June 15, 2010. You were taken from me that day. June 15,2013. Another day that I felt you were taken again. The pain kept making its presence felt all over again. Every time I find myself thinking of that one unfaithful day, I draw strength from the memory of your hand giving me a pat on the back.